The Leader of the Saber-drawing Sect looked grave.
“It’ll be another chaotic era. The disappearance of the God Realm beings will directly determine the destiny of the Human Clan. To revive the Primitive Alliance Treaty, the Human Clan must find a new master at the God Realm.” Uncle Tianshu’s eyes swept over Ding Hao.
While they were talking, some experts of the city had come to report to the Leader of the Saber-drawing Sect.
The Leader of the Saber-drawing Sect came back after a while, an apologetic look on her face. “I’m afraid that you two can’t leave today. The space gate is undergoing slow repairs, and it may take a day or two before you can leave.”
Ding Hao was a little disappointed, but he still smiled. “It doesn’t matter. We’ll stay in the city for a day or two to prevent the Demon Clan from coming back. We may be able to help you there.”
After chatting for a while, Ding Hao asked, “Do you have any news about the Northern Region?”
“Rumor has it that the God of War of Mysterious Frost from the Northern Region turned up at Over Sky Cliff and then disappeared. Even those in the Holy Palace of Mysterious Frost have not seen him. However, his divine mark was found in that place. Some thought that he might be injured and had gone into hiding. The situation in the Northern Region may not be very stable now. I’m afraid that the Demon Clan is getting ready to strike. But I’m not sure about the exact situation there. As the Central Region is in chaos, we cannot get news from anywhere else. Tianyuan City has been under siege for more than a month and is almost completely isolated from the outside world!”
Ding Hao nodded and said no more.
That night, Ding Hao and Tianshu rented rooms at an inn in the city.
All the major forces had sent them invitations, but they were rejected by Ding Hao. He did not want to be made use of at this moment. The Saber-drawing Sect was an all-female sect, so it wasn’t convenient for Ding Hao to stay with them.
At dusk, when the lights and lanterns were put up…
Numerous sects and experts from Tianyuan City were paying visits to Ding Hao at the inn’s restaurant. Ding Hao was tired of dealing with them. Not until midnight did the inn resume its quiet.
Tianyuan City, which had just been lifted from the siege, was not quiet. It was brightly lit everywhere within the city.
There were still many pedestrians on the streets, with warriors patrolling everywhere. Many rich businessmen in the city were lining up outside the space gate. They wanted to leave Tianyuan City as soon as possible once the space gate was repaired, afraid that the Demon Clan would attack and besiege the city again.
The entire Tianyuan City was in a state of panic.
Evil Moon took the black puppy, the little butterfly, and the white tigress out at night. They were so sneaky that not even Ding Hao knew where they were going. Given their strength, Ding Hao felt that they would not be in danger, so he did not stop them.
He did not know what Uncle Tianshu was up to in his room.
Ding Hao saw off the last guests. He hung a “Do Not Disturb” sign on the door, and entered his room. He set up alerting inscriptions all around the room to isolate his aura. Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate.
After so many battles, he had killed two Demon Saints and countless Demon Clan experts with his devil saber. Ding Hao had absorbed a lot of pure energy, and the Qi in his body was plentiful and surging. He had already reached the critical point of a breakthrough. He would have reached the next realm earlier had he not forcefully suppressed his Qi in the day.
Right now, Ding Hao was no longer suppressing his running Qi. In the meridian channels within his body, his Qi rumbled like thunder, constantly attacking new meridian channels and acupoints.
In the blink of an eye, the fifth acupoint of his Liver Meridian of Foot-Jueyin had suddenly been breached. It shone like a massive star giving off dazzling rays of light. After accumulating enough Qi all this time, Ding Hao had entered the five-apertured Lower Dantian Martial King Realm in an instant.
Although in activating his devil saber, Ding Hao had expended a lot of Bi Fang’s Fire in his Middle Dantian, the saber had recompensed him enough to replenish his consumption.
From his Storage Ring, Ding Hao took out many premium-grade mysterious crystals he found in the Great Abyss behind the Swordsmanship-seeking Sect. He set up a magical formation in the room. As the eye of the formation, he was absorbing all the crystal energy into his body. He had replenished all his exhausted energy and successfully advanced to the six strange-veined, five-apertured Martial King Realm.
After breaching two acupoints in a row, Ding Hao found the warm Qi accumulation in his body still very strong. He gritted his teeth and continued to attack his sixth acupoint at the Martial King Realm.
Time ticked by.
Ding Hao sat cross-legged on the bed. Flames and Ice Qi constantly swirled around his body, changing positions.
When his body was encased in ice, 60 silvery light spots, like 60 frosty stars in the dark night, kept changing positions and flickering, forming a bizarre constellation map. A kind of mysterious power overflowed, constantly nourishing and transforming Ding Hao’s body.
His body was then bathed in flames. There were also 60 light spots on his body, but their color had changed to golden red, like 60 blazing stars. Resembling the sun shining down on the earth, Ding Hao’s flesh, bones, skin, and hair had become transparent and flawless like fiery jade.
The human body had 12 meridians and 108 acupoints. They were like 12 stellar rivers and 108 stars, in harmony with the heavenly bodies and containing within it the mysteries of the Yin and the Yang. They embodied the profoundest mysteries and greatest power within heavens and earth.
If all his meridians and acupoints were breached, that person would advance to the Immortal Realm.
One thought would engender life; another, death. Another thought would create a universe; another, darkness and light!
That was Immortality!
It was the Ultimate Profundity and Supreme Domain that every powerful warrior of the Human and the Demon Clans had been pursuing since ancient times.
Ding Hao was the Saintly Being of Saber and Sword. On top of his 12 meridians, he had six strange veins. There were 24 stellar rivers and 216 stars in his body. If he could refine them all, he could theoretically even advance beyond the Immortal Realm.
After he breached four acupoints in a row, the surging Qi in his body finally subsided a little.
Ding Hao did not try to continue the attack.
As the Saintly Being of Saber and Sword, his body had no bottlenecks. But his increase in strength was so insanely fast that it might not stable after all. Anyone who knew that he had advanced two small realms in one go would be shocked. He would only try advancing to the next level after consolidating his cultivation a little.
He had absorbed too much recompensing power from the devil saber. Murderous thoughts arose in his heart again and became hard to suppress. He ran the Mind Essential in his mind and used his strong Divine Senses to remove any murderous intent in his heart, gradually suppressing the thoughts.
At the end of this all, Ding Hao slowly exhaled a mouthful of foul air. Then he opened his eyes and got up.
“It’s still not yet dawn?”
He went to the window and looked out. It was still night. The streets had at last become a little quieter. He could not see any more pedestrians, but there were still many martial guards patrolling the place. Tianyuan City was under heavy patrol.
For some reason, Ding Hao suddenly found himself agitated, his thoughts turning involuntarily chaotic.
“They say that experts at the Sage Realm can vaguely sense things about to happen to themselves. If there’s an imminent disaster, they will feel uneasy. Is something bad going to happen?”
Wild thoughts began to race through Ding Hao’s mind.
The situation of the Human Clan in the Land of Infinity was worsening.
Ding Hao was really worried about the safety of his friends and relatives in Snow Province, the Northern Region.
As he stood quietly at the window gazing out into the distance, the cold night wind blew snowflakes in. A bleak and chilling atmosphere was in the air. Ding Hao sighed a little.
He closed the window, returned to his bed, and slept with his clothes on.
Perhaps because of these continuous battles, he was feeling too tired, so he soon fell asleep in the bed after a short while. He was breathing evenly, but his brows were still tightly knitted, as if he was having a nightmare.
What he did not notice was that after he fell asleep, a six-colored light flashed, and the Heavenly Samsara Disc suddenly materialized above his head, hovering in the air. That small gray light portal started to release ripples of light, enveloping Ding Hao.
An invisible door quietly opened.
…
“Where’s this place?”
Ding Hao looked around in great surprise.
Dark and terrible clouds in the sky surged overhead like a black river. It was indescribably strange. There was no sound in his ears. He seemed to have come to a silent world.
The land under his feet seemed to be a Gobi desert.
There wasn’t a single blade of grass here, shrouded in black mists.
It was dark, and the whole place was vast and boundless.
Ding Hao found himself drifting in the air like a dandelion. There seemed to be no gravity on the ground. There was a black river far ahead, its waves surging and billowing, flowing soundlessly.
“Who brought me here?”
Ding Hao clearly remembered that he was in the guest room of an inn in Tianyuan City. He must have fallen asleep. When he opened his eyes, he found himself in this strange world!
Had he been teleported?
Surely not!
Observing his surroundings, he found himself in an extremely desolate world. It was as silent as death. No sound could be heard, giving one a feeling of death. It was like a dead world.
He went to take a look at the river…
The moment Ding Hao had this thought, something incredible happened. He instantly appeared above the black river.
He did not use any strength at all. A black river seemed to have appeared under his feet in an instant.
Ding Hao was shocked.
But his attention was soon drawn to the strange scene within the river.
There was not only black gushing water in the surging river. Ding Hao was shocked to find vague human forms struggling in the water, bobbing as they drifted toward an unknown destination with the flow!
“There are people in the river?”
With a single thought, Ding Hao had descended on its surface instantly.
The black river water rose and automatically formed an exquisite gyrating lotus platform, allowing Ding Hao to step on it. The turbulent waves immediately ebbed away just ten yards away from the platform, allowing him to see clearly into the river.
Looking down, Ding Hao was flabbergasted.
